Since Day 1, I've been late everyday. Fashionably late, some may say, or rather, I'm always late. No, I don't plan to be late, it's just that I always underestimate the traffic and overestimate my driving speed at the same time. Especially today. It was raining cats and dogs, and I could barely see through my windscreen. BUT because I'm in a rush, I was driving at 110km/h. Not something to be proud of, I know, but that's what you do when you know you're gonna be late (again). Right?
As I expected, I don't see any potential friends looming around. Just a few nice coursemates whom I know can't be really bothered to mix around in school too. Like me, they're only hoping to have some acquaintances to guide each other with, to survive this 1 year. Well, that's what I think. I could be wrong. Hmmm.
I'm preparing myself to get back to 'study' mode. I really think this 1 year is gonna be annoyingly hectic. Even before I start my first lecture, the test dates are already announced. And some of my classes end at 7.30 p.m. WTH.
Lastly, I'm re-assembling my pencil case; deciding which stationery to put inside. When was the last time you had one? :)
P/S: St James sent me an sms today which says that my bottle is expiring in 12 days. If you're interested in free liquor, let's go.
Tame me.
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